Dickerson expresses her anger in many ways and makes them very apparent to her readers. Although she is a very high standing educated black women her status can not save her nephew from the harms of the world today. Her anger almost seems to take over her in such a way that it takes over her life and the way she views the rest of her culture. She is angry in the sense that she took the initiative to make her life better and work hard so that she did not have to struggle in life and earn a living the right way. Her way of living she did not have to get things by stealing and robbing her own family the way the man that shot Johnny did. His life is worthless in her eyes. Because he cannot do anything for himself he has to try to better his life by ruining others. In Dickerson’s eyes he is the cause of the places like the ghettos and the reason why people cannot own nice things because he is the one that ruins things for the rest of the world. She hates the fact that even though she took the initiative to do something for her to make her stronger, she cannot help her family when it is needed the most because the things that she has done for herself cannot fix what has happened and it frustrates her. Her anger stems from the fact that someone that is just like her could do something like this to another person. This “brother” that she talks about, to her is an outcast and someone that is worthless. He doesn’t know how to work hard for anything. She mentions the fact that mothers tend to raise their daughters and merely love their sons. Which to her means that they teach their daughters right and wrong but when their sons do something evil, they turn the other way and pretend like it never happened. This to her is why Johnny got shot.

There are many differences betweent the two stories about home. In Didion's "On Going Home" It sounds like it is more of a chore than a priviledge. She is not comfortable in going home because when she does she is not herself when she is there. When her family is around they suck her into "their" ways. She does not even think of her husband the same when she is with them. Going home for her was not something she looked forward. Personally when I talk about home it is a happy place it is never something that feels negative. The words "going home" right away signal that it is not something that is willing, it is as if she feels like she owes her family a visit every now and then. In Lee's "Coming Home Again" he speaks of home in a good way. He has many pleasant memories that relate to home. His mother and him had always gotten along and he loved to spend time with her. However, he also had his unpleasant memories as well. Even though he mentions some of his unhappy times or memories that were not something he enjoys he never makes "coming home" a chore.Didion's title is more of a negative story. It also contains the title that can be seen in more of a negative light. It is showing a sense of guilt and remorse. She does not like the way she is when she is at home.
Another way to look at the differences can depend on who you are directing your title towards. For instance, when you talk to a friend or someone who is your own age you are more likely to us the phrase, "going home for the weekend" as opposed to "coming home for the weekend". To a friend saying "coming home" would sound funny. However, to a family member that still lives at the place you call home you are more likely to say, "I am coming home this weekend". When talking to friends you almost make it sound bad that you are going home, but to your family you want them to think you are happy to be coming home. It is a dialouge that you use differently in different situations.
Personally I dont think there is a big difference in the words being said as much as there are the stories behind them. When I talk to my mom I tell her I will be coming home and I am usually pretty happy about doing it. I never usually have a complaint about going home. But when I talk to friends at school and I plan to go home on that weekend I usually make it seem like I really dont want to leave but I have to go home. It is all in context. Whenever you say it you are always saying it to different people and different age groups. Even if you are talking to someone who is not in your family but lives in the same time I will often tell them I am COMING HOME.
Therefore, you can take the titles of the stories in many different ways. It could be how a person actually feels about their home and family life or it could very well be just the way people talk to others. Interpretations are taken differntly. Everyone sees things differently and that is why we are all unique. The conversations people have together are all different. The way we converse with others all depends on the relationships we have.

My family and cooking... thats like a foreign languauge. Its not that we never have home cooked meals, its just that they dont happen very often. In a way it is kind of me and my sisters fault that my mom does not cook anymore. Back in elementary school we always had a family dinner together when my dad would get home from work. We would sit down together and indulge in a delicious caserole or perfectly baked chicken and rice. She always had a different dinner planned for each meal. How she had all these ideas always amazed me. I can't even think of what to cook for myself. But anyway, the reason my mom stopped cooking back in the day was because my sister, brother and I got so busy with extra curricular activities and school stuff that we were never around to eat at the same time. Then even when we were, we would all just grab a bowl of cereal or just make a sandwich and then have to get going on homework or get ready to go to our next event. When our whole family gets together though food is the main attraction. We wait for the next event to enjoy all the delicious dinners that everyone will bring. My aunts always bring their specialty deserts and apatizers and my dad will cook his famous turkey on Thanksgiving. He will spend all day marinating and baking. I think the fact that we dont have big dinners very often is what makes those dinners so special.

It has always been hard for me to talk about myself in a positive light. Whenever I have to write qualifications on applications and write down my strengths and weaknesses I find myself feeling conceeded and just plain weird about expressing how good I am at life. I know that it is important for employers and committees to know what you are good at, but I just wish there was a different way of figuring that out. However, I think this is a chance for me to get the things off my chest that I think that I am pretty ok at...no, things that I am good at!
I know it may sound stupid to some, but I have always found it easier to down play myself rather than talk myself up. There are a lot of things about me that I dont feel very comfortable with. Like every teenage girl growing up, I have always been uncomfortable with the way I looked, my weight, my height, what I wore and so on and so forth. Therefore, I have always felt that if I were ever to talk about something that I THOUGHT was good about me and someone else thought the complete opposite, I might be seen as conceeded or maybe just plain blind. It still haunts me to have to talk about myself on applications and during interviews to talk goood about myself but I am starting to get the hang of it.
Now when I go to write about myself on applications I make sure to list of the strengths that I know that I have and that I have been told once before. I know that I am a people person. I love talk and I like to make things better for someone else. I also feel like I am a friendly outgoing person. I also find that it is easier be kind to someone rather than hate them and be mean.
I know it all sounds a bit weird and skatter brained, but that is me; a little weird and a bit of a skatter brain. I don't think I am the hero in my own life story but I don't think I am the goat either. I think I am a little bit of everything. There is no real extreme in my life, except for a certain time of the month... then you might just catch the worst of me!